Zeus had promised faithfully, to each and every one, a place by
his side on the throne. Had promised the decision on this very
day. At these words Demo hair stood on end.
What kind of fit would Hera throw at even such a suggestion.
The heavens would split asunder from her anger! This problem had
to be resolved, and quickly, before the return of Zeus and Hera!
Nereids and naiads, they came. Sea nymphs and mountain nymphs.
Beauties from far off forgotten corners of the world, and others
from nearby. All with one thought in mind - to claim that
promised gift from Zeus!
"Ah, Ladies, charming Ladies - I must retire to my chambers and
give this matter careful thought. Return when the sun has
reached its zenith." Demo smiled, bowed, and escaped quickly
before their anger could be vented on him.
It would certainly be simpler if - well, dalliance on such a
scale! It had never entered his mind. Zeus?
Anyway, whether real or imagined, these angry young ladies were
convinced. What could be done?
Enter Cupid. Helpful child, he considered the dilemma faced by
Demo. In his childish way he quickly arrived at a solution. A
solution of great moment to Demo.
Cupid's arrows flew!
Unfailingly they struck the heart of each victim! Unfailingly
they elicited a well-known result!
Love and ardor possessed each target. Love and ardor, no longer
for Zeus. Rather, for Demo!
Cupid's arrows flew! And flew!
The approach of noon weighed heavy on Demo.
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